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Hey Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh Ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh I just wanna wake up to the suns and Saint Laurent Hundred thousand dollars on the fronts and the blunts I just wanna wake up on goodbye, only I Out in the Rolls that's rented, windows tinted We got a big spendin', big spendin' I'ma get back on my feet, give me a minute I'ma feel this in my thighs, like evenin' it Young summer, young summer, give me a minute Sun down, wind chimes Break it down, one line, a line Can't no see me, no flex, be kind Dollars never show up on CP time I just wanna wake up on CP time Wake up to that nigga, leave he behind Get a presidential suite, leave with they women In the Rolls that's rented, windows tinted Letras de canciones Sun down, wind chimes Break it down, one line, a line Can't no see me, no flex, be kind Dollars never show up on CP time What do you have? Well count me No, I didn't say a thing, uh-uh I didn't say nothing From Letras Mania